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C Note - Intro lyrics
(*talking*) The Southside, where you at Feel like I had to wreck something Hold up, Chi-Town, H-Town It's going down [C-Note] I'm a Southside rider, with a S on my chest Twenty inch wheel guider, putting haters to rest I'm bout to get this shit started, Big Shots Bleed the block cock the glock, we all black hearted It's C-Note, I represent the Sizzouth I'm bout to put this HK, in your motherfucking mizzouth I bizall, I'm talking bout the green If I ain't smoking on the cousin, I'm po'ing up the lean Acting bad on the scene, it's been a long time I guess I have to pop this nigga, jealous of my shine Southside, you know that I'm repping that Got em hooked like nicotine, in the cigarettes Gotta fill my pinky rings, with them stone baguettes Got a ki, for every letter in the alphabet Distribute it to the East and the Westside But you better wear your vest, on the Southside [Hook] We living real good, on the Southside We represent the hood, on the Southside You know we gripping wood, on the Southside Sometimes it ain't all good, on the Southside We living real live, on the Southside Still trying to stay alive, on the Southside You know we swing wide, on the Southside Still trying to survive, on the Southside [C-Note] It's your block, but my streets And every nigga that I fuck with, is on feet You done drove down, the wrong street You done stepped on the wrong feet, these niggaz ain't weak I represent the Clover, tatted on my arm And my other arm, Third Coast Born Hillwood, South Acres we keep it tight Cloverland, Dead End, Kennedy Heights Man them boys in the hood, man they don't care Say what's up to that 2, off in Westy Square South One, Yellow Stone, 34th Ward We be swanging lane to lane, in the foreign cars Ask them niggaz what they know, about them Texas boys Southwest, Hiram-Clarke and that South Park These be the streets, of Houston Texas And if a nigga disrespect, then we snapping niggaz necks [Hook] [C-Note] Louisiana, Oklahoma Man them boys down South, down to run up on ya South Carolina, down in ATL See them ballas turning corners, on them sprewells What's up to Mississippi, and that New Orleans Every year Bayou Classic, we be on the scene Shouts out to Tennessee, man it don't stop Wrecking shows down in Pine Bluff, and Little Rock Lafayette, and that Florida mayn Tell them boys we be rolling, in them foreigners mayn Dallas Texas, and that Pensacola Networking on my two way, Motorolla I'm about to put my hand, on a half-a-mill Gotta come up like my niggaz, up in Cashville Austin Texas, San Anton' Shouts out to them boys, down in Acres Home [Hook] (*talking*) Uh worldwide Southside, street fame We up in this bitch, know I'm talking bout Sky players, all my niggaz on the streets You know I'm saying, the whole 3rd Coast Texas baby, H-Town, go down baby, what |
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